Tukaram, Poem 468

One may gain distinction and popular honour and fill one’s stomach by false behaviour; but a man will not gain his true ends by these means. If I embrace this grandeur of knowledge, I shall be severed from your feet. In cherishing the body the passions break forth; my enemies dwell within myself. Why should I destroy myself by pride and regard for public esteem? Tuka says, O God, grant me this happy rite, to look upon Thy feet.